Dear Heartbreaker...
Since you left...
The only company I have is my own mind.
And it thinks.
And thinks.
And thinks.
I even get headaches from the constant thinking.
It's all I do.
Day in.
Day out.
Think.
Think.
Think.
Think about the 'what if's'.
Think about the future.
Think about the past.
Think about you.
Repeat.
I wish I could stop.
It hurts.
Can you make it stop?
Please baby?
Make it stop!
- The boy who overthinks things.
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